"It's all in the past," Wang Yao calmly said.
He had seen Sun Zhengrong's compensation in the past few days. He had indeed put in a lot of effort. However, once some mistakes were made, they could no longer be remedied or reversed. For example, the dead old man.
"I'm ready to leave. Do you have anything else to deal with?"
"Not for the time being."
"OK." Sun Zhengrong took a sip of tea. It was slightly bitter.
"Yunsheng's illness?"
He knew that Wang Yao was not in a good mood, but there were some things that needed to be asked.
"He should be fine soon."
"That's good, that's good." Sun Zhengrong breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he was worried that Wang Yao would be angry because of this matter and directly cut off ties with them. Now, it seemed that it was not that far away.
"OK, I'll go first."
"Take care."
After Sun Zhengrong left the clinic, he went to Sun Yunsheng's place.
"I'll go back first. You and Hao continue to be treated here. You have to be careful." After all, there was still one person who had not been caught.
"OK, don't worry."
"Pay more attention, not only to Dr. Wang's place, but also to the mountain village. If there are any problems, call me in time."
"OK, Dad."
Sun Zhengrong left the mountain village with worry. He still had a large family business to take care of and a lot of things to deal with. He could not stay in the mountain village all the time.
In the afternoon, the sky began to become a little gloomy. The cold wind became colder.
Wang Yao drove to pick up his parents. He had no choice. They insisted on coming home to live.
Light snow fell near evening. It was in twos and threes, like torn pieces of paper.
After returning home, Wang Yao told his parents in detail what had happened that night. Of course, the killing part was naturally excluded.
"The enemy of the Sun family came to seek revenge?" Wang Fenghua took a deep puff of the cigarette and asked.
"Yes."
"Someone died?"
"Yes," Wang Yao said.
He could not tell his parents that he had killed a person with his own hands. That person had done a lot of evil and tried to burn down the herbal field on Nanshan Hill.
"There are still bugs?"
This kind of thing was not something that his parents, who were villagers, could understand or imagine. Strictly speaking, the three of them should belong to the category of "strange people".
"Yes, according to Sun Zhengrong, they are from Miaojiang and are good at raising Gu worms."
"The bugs haven't been cleared yet?"
"Yes, that's what I'm worried about," Wang Yao said.
These poisonous insects were highly toxic, which was a big hidden danger in the mountain village and its surroundings. There was one thing he was not sure about, and that was whether these poisonous insects could reproduce in the current climate. If that was the case, it would be a big problem.
"Don't go out to the mountains for the next few days."
"Oh, okay."
Wang Yao was still worried and gave his parents a cloth pouch each.
"Carry these two pouches with you at all times. There are unique medicinal herbs inside, so those poisonous insects don't dare to come close."
"Okay. Be careful on the mountain."
"Oh, I'm fine. They don't dare to come close," Wang Yao said.
After dinner, Wang Jianli, the party secretary of the village, came to Wang Yao's house. They chatted for a while. Most of the time, it was just small talk, but Wang Yao understood what he was trying to express.
It was okay to open a clinic, but try not to cause any trouble to the village.
Of course, his expression was very vague. After all, Wang Yao was different from the past. He made friends with people who were either rich or noble. He did not dare to offend them.
"Uncle, I see."
"Oh, that's good."
At about 9 p.m., Wang Yao was about to go up the mountain when someone rushed over.
"Yao, go and have a look. My old man is dying!"
Wang Yao hurried over.
The old man was bitten by a poisonous insect and was poisoned.
"When did this happen?"
"He felt uncomfortable in the afternoon and had a fever. He thought he was cold when he went out to pick up grass, so he took some cold medicine, but he didn't get better. He still felt pain in his body, so he lay on the kang for a while. He didn't get up for dinner at night. He said he had a headache.
"Okay, I see."
Wang Yao fed the old man the antidote that he carried with him.
In less than 10 minutes, the old man slowly woke up and let out a long breath.
The old man was already in his 70s. Wang Yao was still worried about the old man's poor health and other problems. He used neixi to massage the acupoints and dredge the channels and collaterals. Then, he asked his family and found there was still a ginseng. He asked his family to cut a few slices of ginseng and boil it to nourish the old man's body.
"Yao, what's wrong with my dad?" asked Wang Yao.
"He's poisoned. He should have been bitten by a poisonous insect or something. Look here." He found a wound on the old man's leg. It was red and blue around the wound.
"It's winter. Snakes are hibernating. How can there be a poisonous insect? Besides, when did we have such a thing on the mountain?" The middle-aged man was puzzled. He had stayed in the village for so many years. He had only heard of people being bitten by dogs and scorpions. He had never even heard of snakes biting people. Today, he heard Wang Yao say that there might be a poisonous insect biting people on the mountain. He was very surprised. Deep down, he still didn't believe what Wang Yao said.
In winter, the temperature was so cold. There were no mosquitoes or flies. Where did the insect come from?
However, he didn't believe it. After all, the old man was saved. He had to thank the young man in the village.
"Thank you, Yao. How much is it?"
"You don't have to do it this time." Wang Yao waved his hand.
"How can that be?" the man said.
"It's really not necessary. Uncle, I'll go first."
Wang Yao walked out of the house and went up the mountain. He found his father standing at the entrance of the alley with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Dad, what's the matter?" He hurriedly asked. It was almost 11 p.m. It was still snowy outside. It was very cold.
"Is he OK?" Wang Fenghua asked.
"He's fine. It's cold. You should go back," Wang Yao said.
"Was he bitten by the insect?"
"Yes."
The father and son walked home together.
"You have to find a way to solve this problem."
"OK, I know."
After sending his father home, he turned around and prepared to go up the mountain.
"Be careful alone on the mountain," Wang Fenghua said. He was still worried about his son.
"OK, I know," Wang Yao replied.
The snow became thicker. The wind in the sky stopped. The snow was floating quietly.
Between heaven and earth, there was silence.
Crunch, crunch, crunch. The sound of footsteps on the snow.
Not long after, there was a light on Nanshan Hill.
"Poisonous insects!" Wang Yao flipped through the information he could find, but the information mentioned very few poisonous insects.
He had to think of other ways.
The light went out.
Nothing happened that night.
Early the next morning, a car came to the mountain village.
"I hope he can be at home this time."
Du Feng had been here twice in the past few days, for his illness and for his son.
"Dad, the door is still closed, but I have asked. He has come back." Du Baozhan got into the car from outside and shivered.
It was really cold today.
"Let's wait here for now."
The family waited on the roadside outside the clinic.
They waited for two hours before they saw Wang Yao coming down from the mountain.
"Dad, it's Dr. Wang."
"It's not a waste to come here."
After opening the door, the family went into the clinic.
The young man named Du Baozhan had a very healthy complexion. His face was ruddy and his eyes were spirited. This was the feeling of being full of energy from the inside out. However, in such a short period of time, he actually had such a change, which was really gratifying.
"Well, you don't need to take drugs anymore," Wang Yao said with a smile.
The young man had completely quit his drug addiction.
"Have you been working out recently?"
"Yes, I have a gym card in a gym near us. I work out for at least two hours a day," Du Baozhan said.
In the beginning, he was still a little tired. After all, his physical foundation was too poor. He had no habit of working out before. After only one week, he was addicted to working out because he felt the changes in his body. He liked the feeling of sweating through exercise.
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